Left to themselves the family of the Perfect for a moment contemplate one another in silent admiration for Giraude.
Mylio (to Karvel)—"I can not express to you how that woman's charming kindness touches my heart. Even in the midst of her anxieties for her son and her brother, she has words of good will for Florette."
Karvel—"That woman is an angel! (He looks at Mylio in silence for a moment; his eyes moisten with a tear of tenderness; he opens his arms and in a voice trembling with love proceeds:) One more embrace—still another—my dearly beloved brother!"
Mylio and Karvel embrace passionately. Morise and Florette share in silence the emotions of the two brothers. None seem to hear the snores of Goose-Skin, whose sleep is ever sounder and grows more noisy.
Morise (to Mylio)—"So you have come back to us to stay!"
Mylio—"Oh! dear sister, yes; permanently—not so, Florette?"
Florette—"My wishes will be yours, Mylio; still it is sweet to conform to them, seeing I am received with so much kindness by your dear relatives."
Mylio—"And yet, brother, if you have no objection, I have a project that will take me away for several days."
Morise—"What! So soon! Did you hear the wicked boy, Florette? He thinks of leaving us!"
Florette (smiling)—"Either Mylio will take me along with him, or he will leave me here with you; whichever way, I shall be satisfied."